[Intro] Why do you eat people? (Not people, brains!) [Verse 1: Necro] The Godfather of the gore genre Fake mobsters get chopped Into pasta lasagna Parmesan body part salsa You bled like a bitch red sprit, second the fucking lid Hit your a dick head cause blood is squirting out your head like piss Attack bike goons, trooping up platoons, Like baboons Pack you in a tomb, skin you alive like a raccoon Decapitated chunks when the thirty eight dumps Rep it like Tommy Huighet, leave you with amputated stumps Perverted like Pee Wee Herman, the meat cleaver leaves you like Steve Irwin Squirming with heart murmins like flesh sirloin You better bet that I'm bein deader than dead Your in the after life staring at your torso From your beheaded head You're fuckin' buggin' cause You disrespecting I'll be cutting jugulars Rockin' meat district butcher gloves Hit your frontal lobe with scissors quick Carve with a knife, Hemoglobin drizzle drip Scar you for life on some prision shit [Interlude] You know, it looks like rigor mortis is setting in [Verse 2: Mr. Hyde] Just one of my miserable actions I'll leave you in visible tractions I'm using a scissor for hacking And both of my fists for cracking In vision my zombies ripping your aunties, uncles, parents, grannies And now the ravines attacks you with the quickness Check your cabinets The medicine, your head is in a place beyond a sedative Your better off deserve it The devil says your univalent My crew of hate will fill the street In a basement building, built like Mr. T Like Rocky 3, the cops will flee And shock and dock your mockery We're coming to get ya, cut you to bits With muddy mitts and stubbornness The cruddy pics of guts you rip Pick up the blood with hungry lips If lifes a bitch than that's a wish The vicious cycle get you sick The feds will fish for hearts intestines And the Marshall evidence A style of racial slur Lace your facials with my urine Taste and waste the pace of burning Like you ate liquid detergent We'll hurt you kid I'm certain You'll be murked by lurking merchants That insert the blades That slurp your brains To circulate with vermin [Outro] I can feel myself rotten
Read the complete lyrics to "Braaains" by Mr Hyde from the album "Chronicles of the Beastman" in 2008. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Horrorcore, Hip-Hop, East Coast Rap.
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